Minty Bit Stronger

"Moi, overtly sexual? Surely not!" When lusty, busty Nigella Lawson first graced my TV screen I was rapt. Not by her curves, sexuality or pouting but by the fact a TV cookery show could be entertaining rather than instructional. Maybe it was the style of shooting with quick fire cuts, close ups, steady-cam movements and the urgent feel of her making it in real time. Kind of like an NYPD of cookery without the body count. (Although, saying that, Nigella was merciless when it came to high fat, meat, cheese, cream and sugary recipes. I'm sure she has single handedly raised the UK mortality rate with her calorific recipes. Maybe there is a body count!) The new format, the sexed up middle class temtress and the glutonous food made TV cookery appealing for the first time in years. There can be no doubt that the high fat, high sugar, artery clogging cuisine was a huge part of the appeal... The food wasn't healthy, it was decadent, desirable and yet entirely real...

Sleepy bank holiday Monday, nothing much going on besides a mafia movie marathon and some White chocolate covered strawberries and then Whammo!!! A text from up north. A text from my brother. A text telling me... He's engaged! Let's leave a line here and think about this. And another one. I was genuinely shocked. I don't wanna go all Carrie Bradshaw so soon into my new venture as a blogger but I did wonder... Is 40 the moment when it really all starts? It reminded me of a question I was asked recently, 'do you included you acting jobs on you proper cv?' As a matter of fact I do, and here's why... I dont want to give the impression I popped into the world fully formed and ready to work in an office. Prior to office drudgery I was not in vitro. I was a person with aims, ambitions and dreams. Now back to my groom to be sibling. He hit 40 and BANG! he barely blows out the candles and he's down on one knee. Did he know all along 40 was the magic number ...